Tuesday, February 21, 2012

A little video of Buster playing with the box and a couple of photos below of the same box.
Mama bought something from MyPublisher.com, it's a photo book and it came in this small box. Such a pretty box.

Mama promised to visit you my friends this week, she went away with Papa this holiday weekend. We missed you all.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Once upon a Caturday, there was a cat silhouette on the front window.
Oh it was Emma! Emma are you sunbaffing?
No, Emma replied. I'm waiting to see my Papa off. He and Mama are going to the grocery store.
I'm just making sure they don't forget to pick up more noms.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Hello furriends. I appreciate all your purrs and paw hugs. I'm doing fine, eating, grooming, and playing normally. Mama and Papa continues to observe me for any changes in behavior and appetite, but thank heavens and Ceiling Cat the only change in appetite I have is to eat more than I have before. I simply love toona.

In the mean time, I'm sleeping a lot during the daytime and cuddling with Mama when she gets back from work to watch American Idol.

My eyes are still watery, but much less than before, so I suppose it will clear up on its own.

Monday, February 6, 2012

A Cat's Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep,
The king-size bed is soft and deep...
I sleep right in the center groove
My human can hardly move!
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight
And here is where I pass the night
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and "I want food!"
I sneak up slowly to begin
My nibbles on my human's chin.
She wakes up quickly, I have sharp teeth -
And my claws I will unsheath
For the morning's here and it's time to play
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you Lord for giving me
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs me and holds me tight
And sacrifices her bed at night.
...Author Unknown

Friday, February 3, 2012

After showing you my boycat cuteness in the post below, now I share with you my mancat charms in this George Clooney profile post.
Mama can't believe how grown-up I look in this picture. She still calls me BABY BUSTER most of the time. I even overhear her and Papa talk about us and they refer to me as the "baby".
Come on kitties help me get rid of the "baby" monicker. I'm a mancat now. I'm almost 2 years old.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

An old picture of me last year. I was a little boy and only living in my forever home for 3 months and exploring my kingdom.
Even then I was fascinated by clothes; I often go hide in the closet. Mama has newer shots of me in the closet she's going to show you later.
Mama thinks I was very cute in this picture.